Painful DetailsDo not look for any weakness on my part. I have avenged1 myself.
I have deserved death, and here I am. Pray for my soul.
SCHILLERJulien remained motionless, seeing nothing. When he came to himselfa little, he noticed the whole congregation rushing from the church; thepriest had left the altar. Julien set off at a leisurely2 pace in the wake ofsome women who were screaming as they went. One woman, who wastrying to escape faster than the rest, gave him a violent push; he fell. Hisfeet were caught in a chair overturned by the crowd; as he rose, he felthimself gripped by the collar; it was a gendarme3 in full uniform who wasarresting him. Mechanically Julien's hand went to his pocket pistols; buta second gendarme seized him by the arms.
He was led away to prison. They took him into a room, put irons onhis wrists, and left him by himself; the door was shut on him anddouble-locked; all this was carried out quickly, and he remained unconscious of it.
'Faith, all is over,' he said aloud on coming to himself… 'Yes, in a fortnight the guillotine … or suicide between now and then.'
His reasoning went no farther; he felt a pain in his head as though ithad been gripped with violence. He looked round to see if anyone washolding it. A few moments later, he fell into a deep slumber4.
Madame de Renal was not mortally wounded. The first bullet hadpassed through her hat; as she turned round, the second shot had beenfired. This bullet had struck her in the shoulder, and, what was surprising, had glanced back from the shoulder-blade, which nevertheless itshattered, against a gothic pillar, from which it broke off a huge splinterof stone.
When, after a long and painful examination, the surgeon, a grave man,said to Madame de Renal: 'I answer for your life as for my own,' she wasdeeply affected5.
For a long time she had sincerely longed for death. The letter whichshe had been ordered to write by her confessor of the moment, and hadwritten to M. de La Mole6, had dealt the final blow to this creatureweakened by an ever-present sorrow. This sorrow was Julien's absence;she herself called it remorse7. Her director, a young cleric, virtuous8 andfervent, recently arrived from Dijon, was under no illusion.
'To die thus, but not by my own hand, is not a sin,' thought Madamede Renal. 'God will pardon me perhaps for rejoicing in my death.' Shedared not add: 'And to die by the hand of Julien is the acme9 of bliss10.'
As soon as she was rid of the presence of the surgeon, and of all herfriends who had come crowding round her, she sent for Elisa, her maid.
'The gaoler,' she said to her, blushing deeply, 'is a cruel man. Doubtless he intends to maltreat him, thinking that by so doing he will bepleasing me … The thought of such a thing is unendurable. Could younot go, as though on your own behalf, and give the gaoler this packetwhich contains a few louis? You will tell him that religion does not permit his maltreating him … But on no account must he mention this giftof money.'
It was to this circumstance that Julien was indebted for the humanityof the gaoler of Verrieres; he was still that M. Noiroud, the loyal supporter of the government, whom we have seen thrown into such a panic bythe arrival of M. Appert.
A magistrate11 appeared in the prison. 'I have taken life with premeditation,' Julien said to him; 'I bought the pistols and had them loaded by So-and-so, the gunsmith. Article 1342. of the Penal12 Code is quite clear, I deserve death and await it.' The magistrate, surprised by the character ofthis reply, sought to multiply his questions so that the accused mightcontradict himself in his answers.
'But don't you see,' Julien said to him with a smile, 'that I am makingmyself out as guilty as you can wish? Go, Sir, you shall not lack thequarry that you are pursuing. You shall have the pleasure of passing sentence. Spare me your presence.
'I have still a tiresome13 duty to perform,' thought Julien, 'I must write toMademoiselle de La Mole.
'I have avenged myself,' he told her. 'Unfortunately, my name will appear in the newspapers, and I cannot escape from this world incognito14. Ishall die within two months. My revenge has been terrible, like the griefof being parted from you. From this moment, I forbid myself to writeand to utter your name. Never speak of me, even to my son: silence is theonly way of honouring me. To the average man I shall be a commonmurderer … Allow me to tell the truth in this supreme15 moment: you willforget me. This great catastrophe16, as to which I recommend you never toopen your lips to a living soul, will suppress for some years all the romantic and unduly17 adventurous18 element that I saw in your character.
You were made to live among the heroes of the Middle Ages; show inthis crisis their firmness of character. Let what is bound to happen be accomplished19 in secret and without compromising you. You will take afalse name and dispense20 with a confidant. If you must absolutely havethe assistance of a friend, I bequeath to you the abbe Pirard.
'Do not speak to anyone else, especially to men of your own class; deLuz or Caylus.
'A year after my death, marry M. de Croisenois; I order you as yourhusband. Do not write to me at all, I should not answer you. Though farless of a villain21 than Iago, or so it seems to me, I shall say like him: Fromthis time forth22 I never will speak word.
'No one shall see me either speak or write; you will have had my lastwords, with my last adoration23.
'J. S.'
It was after he had sent off this letter that for the first time, Julien, having slightly recovered himself, became extremely unhappy. One by one,each of the hopes of his ambition must be wrenched24 from his heart bythose solemn words: 'I am to die.' Death, in itself, was not horrible in hiseyes. His whole life had been merely a long preparation for misfortune,and he had certainly never forgotten what is reckoned the greatest misfortune of all.
'Why!' he said to himself, 'if in sixty days I had to fight a duel25 with aman who was a champion fencer, should I be so weak as to think of it incessantly26 and with terror in my soul?'
He spent more than an hour in seeking to discover his exact sentiments in this connection.
When he had seen clearly into his soul, and the truth appeared beforehis eyes as sharply defined as one of the pillars of his prison, he thoughtof remorse.
'Why should I feel any? I have been outraged27 in a terrible manner; Ihave taken life, I deserve death, but that is all. I die after having paid myreckoning with humanity. I leave behind me no unfulfilled obligation, Iowe nothing to anyone; there is nothing shameful28 in my death but the instrument of it: that by itself, it is true, will amply suffice to shame me inthe eyes of the townsfolk of Verrieres; but, from an intellectual point ofview, what could be more contemptible29? There remains30 one way of acquiring distinction in their eyes: namely, by scattering31 gold coins amongthe crowd on my way to the scaffold. My memory, linked with thethought of gold, will then be resplendent to them.'
After this consideration, which at the end of a minute seemed to himconclusive: 'I have nothing more to do on earth,' Julien said to himselfand fell into a deep slumber.
About nine o'clock in the evening, the gaoler awakened32 him by bringing in his supper.
'What are they saying in Verrieres?'
'Monsieur Julien, the oath that I took before the Crucifix, in the King'scourt, the day I was installed in my post, compels me to keep silence.'
He was silent, but remained in the room. The spectacle of this vulgarhypocrisy amused Julien. 'I must,' he thought, 'keep him waiting a longtime for the five francs which he wants as the price of his conscience.'
When the gaoler saw the meal come to an end without any attempt atcorruption:
'The friendship that I feel for you, Monsieur Julien,' he began, with afalse, winning air, 'obliges me to speak; although they may say that it isagainst the interests of justice, because it may help you to arrange yourdefence … Monsieur Julien, who has a good heart, will be glad if I tellhim that Madame de Renal is going on well.'
'What! She is not dead?' cried Julien, beside himself with amazement33.
'What! Didn't you know?' said the gaoler with an air of stupiditywhich presently turned to one of joyful34 greed. 'It would only be right forMonsieur to give something to the surgeon who, according to law andjustice, ought not to speak. But, to oblige Monsieur, I went to his house,and he told me everything … '
'In short, the injury is not mortal,' said Julien, losing patience, 'you answer for that with your life?'
The gaoler, a giant six feet in stature35, took fright and retreated towardsthe door. Julien saw that he was going the wrong way to reach the truth,he sat down again and tossed a napoleon to M. Noiroud.
As the man's story began to convince Julien that Madame de Renal'sinjury was not mortal, he felt himself overcome by tears. 'Leave me!' hesaid suddenly.
The gaoler obeyed. As soon as the door was shut: 'Great God! She isnot dead!' exclaimed Julien; and he fell on his knees, weeping hot tears.
In this supreme moment he was a believer. What matter the hypocrisies36 of the priests? Can they destroy anything of the truth and sublimityof the idea of God?
Only then did Julien begin to repent37 of the crime that he had committed. By a coincidence which saved him from despair, at that momentonly had passed away the state of irritation38 and semi-insanity in whichhe had been plunged39 since leaving Paris for Verrieres.
His tears sprang from a generous source, he had no doubt as to thesentence that was in store for him.
'And so she will live!' he said to himself … 'She will live to pardon meand to love me.'
Late next morning, when the gaoler awakened him:
'You must have a wonderful heart, Monsieur Julien,' the man said tohim. 'Twice I have come in and did not want to wake you. Here are twobottles of excellent wine which M. Maslon, our cure, sends you.'
'What? Is that rascal40 here still?' said Julien.
'Yes, Sir,' replied the gaoler, lowering his voice, 'but do not speak soloud, it may damage you.'
'At the stage I have reached, my friend, you alone could damage me, ifyou ceased to be gentle and human … You shall be well paid,' Julienbroke off, resuming his imperious air. This air was immediately justifiedby the gift of a small coin.
M. Noiroud told him once more, going into the fullest detail, all thathe had heard about Madame de Renal, but he did not mention MissElisa's visit.
This man was as menial and submissive as possible. An idea came intoJulien's head: 'This sort of ungainly giant may earn three or four hundredfrancs, for his prison is never crowded; I can guarantee him ten thousandfrancs, if he cares to escape to Switzerland with me … The difficulty willbe to persuade him of my sincerity42.' The thought of the long colloquythat he would have to hold with so vile43 a creature filled Julien with disgust, he turned his mind to other things.
That evening, there was no longer time. A post-chaise came to fetchhim at midnight. He was charmed with the gendarmes44, his travellingcompanions. In the morning, when he arrived at the prison of Besancon,they were so kind as to lodge45 him on the upper floor of a gothic dungeon46. He guessed the architecture to date from the beginning of the fourteenth century; he admired its grace and pointed47 airiness. Through a narrow gap between two walls on the farther side of a deep courtyard, therewas a glimpse of a superb view.
Next day he was examined, after which, for several days, he was left tohimself. His spirit was calm. He could find nothing that was not quitesimple in his case: 'I sought to kill, I must be killed.'
His thoughts did not linger to consider this argument. The trial, theannoyance of appearing in public, the defence, he regarded as so manytrifling embarrassments48, tiresome ceremonies of which it would be timeto think when the day came. The prospect49 of death detained him almostas little: 'I shall think of that after the sentence.' Life was by no means tedious to him, he looked at everything in a fresh light. He had no ambition left. He thought rarely of Mademoiselle de La Mole. His remorse occupied him a great deal and often called up before him the image of Madame de Renal, especially in the silence of the night, disturbed only, inthis lofty dungeon, by the cry of the osprey!
He thanked heaven for not having let him wound her mortally. 'An astonishing thing!' he said to himself, 'I thought that by her letter to M. deLa Mole she had destroyed my future happiness for all time, and, in lessthan a fortnight after the date of that letter, I no longer think of all thatwas occupying my mind … Two or three thousand livres a year to livequietly in a mountain village like Vergy … I was happy then … I did notrecognise my own happiness!'
At other moments, he would rise with a bound from his chair. 'If I hadwounded Madame de Renal mortally, I should have killed myself … I require that certainty to make me feel a horror of myself. ,,, 'Kill myself! That is the great question,' he said to himself. Thosejudges so steeped in formalities, so thirsty for the blood of the wretchedprisoner, who would have the best of citizens hanged in order to hang aCross from their own buttonholes … I should remove myself from theirpower, from their insults in bad French, which the local newspaper willproceed to call eloquence50.
'I may live for five or six weeks still, more or less … Kill myself! Faith,no,' he said to himself after a few days, 'Napoleon lived…'Besides, life is pleasant to me; this is a quiet spot to stay in; I have noworries,' he added, laughing, and set to work to make a list of the bookswhich he wished to have sent to him from Paris.
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